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Chapter 309 Tang San Takes the Stage (Two Yellows and One White)

Amidst the discussions, the vast majority expressed admiration for the Spirit Hall team and disdain for the Beast Academy. After all, the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation had already earned a reputation throughout the continent and was widely recognized as the strongest contender for the championship.

Apart from a few who knew their true strength, most people viewed the Beast Academy as a "weak" team that advanced by luck and a little bit of skill, a perfect punching bag for the Golden Generation to warm up.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, some expectant, some mocking, and some indifferent, the players from both sides began to enter the field.

On the Spirit Hall Academy team's side, seven members slowly walked onto the arena. The three at the head were none other than the core of the Golden Generation—Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan!

Hu Liena wore a yellow, form-fitting battle dress that accentuated her breathtaking curves. Her face was stunningly beautiful, and her eyes seemed capable of captivating souls. She moved with light, graceful steps, a confident yet alluring smile on her face, like a bewitching enchantress descended to earth.

Xie Yue had a cold and stern face, a tall and straight figure like a pine tree, and held a pair of gleaming moon blades in his arms. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he exuded a cold aura that kept strangers at bay.

Yan has short, fiery red hair, like a burning flame. He is tall and muscular, with a bare upper body and bulging muscles, exuding an explosive sense of power. He wears a wild and unrestrained smile on his face, and his eyes are burning, as if he is about to breathe fire at any moment.

Behind them were four Soul Sect members, each with an equally strong aura, their expressions arrogant and their eyes sharp.

The seven people stood in the center of the arena, and at the referee's signal, they simultaneously released their martial spirits and spirit rings!

In an instant, dazzling light and powerful soul energy surged into the sky!

Behind Hu Liena, a pink and alluring fox phantom appeared. Beneath her feet, five spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and one black—spun around, radiating a powerful spiritual charm—a level 55 control-type battle spirit king!
Behind Xie Yue, a pair of huge, sharp moon blade phantoms stood crossed, and beneath his feet were five spirit rings: two yellow, two purple, and one black—a level 55 Power Attack Type Battle Spirit King!
Flames raged around Yan, as if he were possessed by the god of fire. He also had five spirit rings under his feet: two yellow, two purple, and one black—a level 55 offensive battle spirit king!
The other four team members all have the best soul ring ratio of two yellow and two purple, and their soul power ranges from level 47 to 49!

Three Soul Kings! Four top-tier Soul Masters! All with top-tier Soul Ring configurations! Especially the deep black ten-thousand-year Soul Rings of Hu Liena and the other two, which emitted a heart-palpitating aura under the sunlight!
"The Golden Generation! The Golden Generation!"

"Three Soul Kings! My God!"

"This aura... is too powerful!"

"As expected of the Spirit Hall! With this lineup, who can compete?"

A deafening roar of cheers and gasps instantly engulfed the plaza! The supporters of the Spirit Hall were flushed with excitement. Many neutral spectators were also captivated by the magnificent lineup and powerful aura, believing that the Golden Generation might even surpass the Dawn Team in strength.

However, when everyone's attention turned to the seven members of the Beast Academy who were slowly walking onto the arena, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became strange, and then an even more deafening... roar of laughter erupted!

On the side of the Beast Academy, walking at the front was Dai Mubai. He was tall, with golden hair flowing down his shoulders, a resolute face, and unyielding eyes. He was the prince of the Star Luo Empire, with the White Tiger Martial Soul.

Following them were Ma Hongjun, the Phoenix of Evil Fire; Zhu Zhuqing, the Netherworld Cat; Oscar, the Sausage; Meng Yiran, the Serpent Staff; and a substitute player. Bringing up the rear was Tang San, dressed in a blue outfit, with an ordinary face and deep, stoic eyes.

When the seven people stood still and released their martial soul rings—

Dai Mubai, two yellow and two purple, level 45.

Ma Hongjun, two yellow and two purple, level 42. Zhu Zhuqing, two yellow and two purple, level 41.

Oscar, two yellows, two purples, level 41.

Meng Yiran, two yellow cards and one purple card, level 38.

Substitute player, two yellow cards, two purple cards, level 41.

Their spirit ring configurations were fairly standard. Although their spirit power levels were generally lower than those of the Spirit Hall teams, they were still considered average in the promotion matches and wouldn't invite ridicule.

However, when everyone's eyes fell on the last person—Tang San's spirit ring rising from his feet, the entire square fell silent for a moment, and then erupted into a deafening roar of laughter and boos!
"Hahaha! I'm not seeing things, am I? White?!"

"Two yellow...and one white?! Are you kidding me! A white ten-year spirit ring?!"

"Is this some kind of joke? A ten-year spirit ring appearing in the promotion tournament?!"

"Is the Beast Academy short of people? They're just pulling in a Soul Master to make up the numbers? And a useless Soul Master whose third Soul Ring is only ten years old?!"

"Get off! Stop embarrassing yourself!"

"This is an insult to the game! An insult to the golden generation!"

Mockery, disdain, laughter, and curses surged towards Tang San on the arena like a tidal wave. His third spirit ring, a glaring yet pathetic white, stood out starkly against the backdrop of the uniform yellow, purple, and even black spirit rings around him, appearing utterly incongruous and laughable!
Even many viewers who originally had no ill feelings towards the Beast Academy couldn't help but shake their heads at this moment, feeling that it was too childish.

On the Beast God Pavilion's viewing platform, Wang Dong'er was drinking the juice Ling Han had handed her. Upon seeing the spirit ring at Tang San's feet, she nearly spat out her juice. She quickly covered her mouth, her pink-blue eyes curving into crescents. Pointing at the arena, she laughed uncontrollably: "Pfft, hahaha! Husband, look! Tang San's third spirit ring is white! A ten-year spirit ring! He actually dares to compete? I'm dying of laughter! How did he even make it to the promotion tournament? With his thick skin?"

Wang Qiu'er also showed a rare expression of astonishment. Her golden pupils stared at the white halo under Tang San's feet, then at Tang San's mouth, which was twitching slightly despite his efforts to remain calm, and the suppressed humiliation and anger in his eyes. She shook her head slightly and whispered, "He brought this humiliation upon himself."

Ling Han's gaze swept calmly over Tang San, a cold sneer flashing deep within his icy eyes.

This was precisely one of his purposes in "forcing" Tang San to absorb that ten-year soul beast soul ring in the Star Dou Great Forest—to make him bear this humiliating "uniqueness" on a stage under the spotlight, completely shattering his ridiculous pride. Now it seems, the effect is quite good.

Qi Xue, Gu Rong, and the others also showed strange expressions, clearly not expecting to see a ten-year soul ring in a competition of this level.

Even the seven members of the Golden Generation on the arena, upon seeing Tang San's spirit ring configuration, had their arrogant expressions instantly replaced by astonishment and annoyance at being offended.

Hu Liena narrowed her captivating eyes slightly as she looked at Tang San, her tone filled with undisguised contempt and displeasure: "Is the Beast Academy out of talent? Sending a Soul Master whose third soul ring is only ten years old? Are they looking down on our Spirit Hall team?"

Xie Yue, cradling his moon blade, coldly uttered two words: "Trash."

(End of this chapter)